Faith in Trust

I remember when faith meant truth

I remember how it felt


until that moment with your duplicitous life

and I saw that even the man

with the “Voice of Truth,”

talking loud and strong, verses rang out

truth was lifted high, and then I saw

the lie you couldn’t hide behind your eyes

And you stood up there, dead with disbelief

Remembering to when faith held the truth

and in your innocence you couldn’t see the betrayal

Just a pretty picture you looked at once

got so close you could smell the paint


Now you see what I see

the demons dressed in human clothing

beautiful smiles and venom saliva

We’re trapped inside

and we’re cold inside

and we’re dying inside

turns out, surprises

the lie is truth.

And the truth, all along the beautiful truth,

that was the betrayal.  That was the lie.


Author: doing2016

I started writing when I was very young. Then I was mortified on a bus full of people when one of my stories was read aloud. I lost my focus and quit. Now, I'm trying to find my voice and my ambition. I love to write, good or bad. So, I'm doing it here and now. Thank you.

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